Hong Kong Variety Show: I can travel through the magical world

When the crowd came to the village with the wolf corpse, they found that there were already some outsiders in the village.

The leader was dressed very gorgeously.

He held a cane in his hand.

What Rosen noticed was that the man's nails were silver.

This was definitely not painted with any color.

Instead, he wore silver gloves.

"Father Solomon, you are too late. The werewolf has been killed by us. It was done by this adventurer."

One of the villagers threw out the wolf corpse and pointed at Rosen.

Father Solomon just glanced at the wolf corpse.

"Everyone knows that I have been hunting werewolves for 5 years.

Five years ago, a werewolf appeared in our town. As a priest, I went to hunt the werewolf, and later I cut off a claw of the werewolf.

But after it was cut off, the claw turned into a human hand.

When I returned home, I found that my wife was missing a hand, and on that broken hand was the wedding ring I gave her.

I am not saying this to describe my miserable experience.

I am saying that I have lived with the werewolf for 7 years, and I don't need to see if it is a werewolf, I just need to smell it with my nose to know.

This is not a werewolf at all, it is just an ordinary gray wolf.

You have been fooled!

Werewolves usually exist in human form.

So this werewolf could be anyone in your village.

He may be your neighbor, your father, your mother, or even your wife or husband lying on the same bed.

But it is definitely not this wolf!"

Father Solomon said very confidently.

"Impossible, this werewolf has been living around our village for more than 20 years, and has always lived in that abandoned mine.

Today, so many of us went to the mine to hunt the werewolf, and even the blacksmith Susette was bitten to death by the werewolf.

And now, Father, you say that what we killed was not a werewolf, but an ordinary gray wolf.

Do you know that we are all blind?"

The village chief was still quite hot-tempered, and he directly refuted Father Solomon's words.

"Of course you are not blind, you are stupid. Who told you that werewolves must live in mines?

Did that werewolf say that?

You have been deceived by the werewolf for more than 20 years, and you still have the nerve to say it out loud, how stupid!"

Father Solomon grabbed his cane and pounded it hard on the ground a few times.

"I don't believe what you said, I only believe what I saw.

To celebrate the werewolf, we will hold a bonfire party tonight. Father Solomon, you can also come and join us. Our Wuxi Village is very hospitable."

The village chief is also stubborn. Besides, seeing is believing.

It is normal that he does not believe what Father Solomon said.

But Rosen believed it.

A person who has been living with werewolves for 7 years must be able to distinguish werewolves, and he did not get any feedback from the system, which is enough to prove that what he just killed was an ordinary gray wolf, definitely not a supernatural creature werewolf.

"Celebrate, cheer, when the werewolf appears again, you will have no chance to celebrate."

Father Solomon led his men directly into the church.

There may not be a blacksmith shop or a mill in any village in medieval Europe, but there must be a church.

This is an era when theocracy is higher than secular monarchy.

Rosen said goodbye to the villagers and came to the church.

"Father Solomon, I believe what you just said.

Because I just saw two wolves in the cave.

One was killed by me, and the other was a giant wolf.

It was all black, with a shoulder height of more than 1.6 meters and a body length of more than 2.5 meters. It was as big as a horse and weighed at least 500 kilograms.

It was definitely not the little thing I killed."

Father Solomon looked at Rosen and nodded.

"Adventurer, you are a smart man, different from these ignorant farmers in the village.

But you didn't come to me to say that you believe in me.

So adventurer, what on earth do you want to see me for?"

"I want to know what to do to kill the werewolf?"

Rosen asked.

"That's a good question. Werewolves are dark creatures, and unlike ordinary creatures, they have super strong recovery abilities.

If they are hit by ordinary weapons, they will not die, and their wounds will heal quickly, which will not affect their combat effectiveness at all.

Only silver weapons can kill werewolves."

Father Solomon did not hide it.

"So that's how it is. Thank you, Father Solomon."

Rosen turned and left.

"Father, this adventurer came to the village."There is a man dead in the village, why are you sure he is not a werewolf?"

The priest has a small team of demon hunters.

The one who said this is a demon hunter named Quesanti.

He and his brother were originally slaves who were trafficked.

After being bought by Father Solomon, he thought that they both had good physical fitness and great potential, so they were trained to become demon hunters, and they both became free people from slaves.

"First of all, I don't even need to see whether it is a werewolf, I can tell by just smelling it, and I am not bragging.

Secondly, the werewolves in this village have existed for more than 20 years, and this adventurer just arrived today.

Quesanti, do you have any other questions?"

"No, thank you for your help, Father Solomon."

Rosen returned to the Lazar family.

At this time, Henry and his mother, Mrs. Sophia Lazar, and some villagers were preparing for Susette's funeral.

"My condolences, Henry. "

"Brother Rosen, thank you for avenging my father."

"In fact, it's not true. What Father Solomon said just now is true. I just killed an ordinary gray wolf, but your father was indeed killed by a werewolf.

Ordinary weapons are no threat to werewolves at all. Silver weapons must be used.

So I want to borrow your blacksmith shop. "

"Brother Rosen, is what you said true?"

"Of course it is true. Because I was very focused at the time, I saw the werewolf who attacked your father clearly.

It was much bigger than the gray wolf I killed, and it was a black wolf. "

"I will definitely avenge my father, Brother Rosen. You can use the blacksmith shop as you like. I should help you, but I have to deal with my father's funeral and I don't have time now. "

Henry clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.

"You don't need to help, I can do it myself, just go and take care of the guests."

Rosen came to the blacksmith shop and lit the furnace.

He put two of the dollars into a dry pot.

The melting point of silver is less than 1000 degrees, which is a relatively easy-to-melt metal.

So even with the blacksmith shop's blower and charcoal, such simple conditions can still melt the dollars.